Under the heavy rain, the riverside streets fell into dead silence.

All the Honghualou disciples looked blankly at the black-robed young man standing on the bank of the river with a gun, their eyes full of shock and surprise.

Tap tap tap——

Amidst the ripples of the water, the two masters, Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing, clasped Xue Bodhi's shoulders with one hand and landed on the shore. They looked at Ye Jingtang no longer facing the juniors, but rather solemnly.

Chen Yuanqing first checked Ye Jingtang's complexion and saw no injuries, then looked at Xue Bodhi who was being held down:

"He used people's money to help others eliminate disasters. He didn't know the identity of his employer, so he left it useless."

Ye Jingtang really wanted to ask the person behind the scenes. Hearing this, he stopped talking and wanted to kill him with a bullet.

But Xue Bodhi, who was being held down, cursed urgently:

"I haven't spoken yet, how do you know that I don't know?!"

Chen Yuanqing frowned and said: "You know the rules of the world, and you are also an elder in the world. Be more decent and don't die like a wild dog."

Ye Jingtang raised his hand to signal the two hall masters not to worry, and asked:

"Who sent you?"

Blood Bodhi was pushed to his knees on the ground, gritted his teeth and said:

"A mysterious employer in the capital calls himself 'Yan Bugui'."

Yan Bugui...

Ye Jingtang thought about it for a moment and nodded gently: "How do you guys get together?"

"Yan Bugui provided a hiding place and left coded letters with him. He only saw him once when he entered Beijing and never showed up again."

Chen Yuanqing shook his head and said: "If you reveal your identity, you will be sold to the enemy. Anyone who dares to hire Blood Bodhi is definitely not an ordinary person. If you follow him through the clues he provides, you will only fall into an ambush."

Blood Bodhi looked at Ye Jingtang, gritted his teeth and said:

"There are all old Jianghu present. I really don't know the identity of my employer, but there is a secret that Mr. Ye will definitely be interested in."

"explain."

"The Green Bandit asked me to come out of the mountain in exchange for the "Singing Dragon Picture". As long as Young Master Ye spares my life, I can teach you this secret technique."

?

Everyone was stunned when they heard this.

Ye Jingtang's interest was indeed aroused. He wiped the rain off his face, inserted his spear on the ground, and squatted down in front of the Blood Bodhi:

"Do you know the secret technique of Minglong Diagram?"

"Yan Bugui, who hired me, taught me the secret technique. I have only practiced it for two or three months, and there is no progress yet. However, I have seen how powerful Yan Bugui is. He can walk around in the garden with a huge stone in one hand, and he has practiced so well. The rumored dragon-elephant picture of 'Turtle Carrying Three Mountains'..."

Although Xue Bodhi didn't learn the Dragon Elephant Diagram, he did see the power of Yan Bugui, so his voice was calm and there was no guilt at all. Even Song Chi and others felt that there was no fraud, and they felt a little hesitant.

but……

Ye Jingtang was speechless in his heart, secretly complaining:

If you want to survive, if you pull any one of the nine pictures, I have to hesitate. What do you think of the one in my arms?

Were you hired by a ghost transformed into a 'wingless owl' to take revenge?

Ye Jingtang felt that the end of Blood Bodhi had indeed arrived, so he followed him to the main helm of Honghua Tower and found an excuse to find the thing in his arms alive. If he was so unlucky, he might not be able to find another one in the entire world.

Cha——

The sword flashed.

Before Blood Bodhi could finish his confident words, an old head fell into the rain.

Dong dong dong...

Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing looked at the head rolling away, slightly puzzled:

"Nephew Ye Xian, don't you want to listen anymore?"

Ye Jingtang sheathed the sword and tried his best to suppress the confusion in his heart:

"I know the current King Jing, and I have seen the Singing Dragon Picture once. The Singing Dragon Picture is difficult to pass down orally, so you can only understand it yourself with the picture. Even if the green bandit has it, it is impossible to actually give this picture to a gangster."

"oh……"

Song Chi and Chen Yuanqing suddenly realized, and slightly hooked their hands, signaling their disciples to come over and dispose of the body.

Pei Xiangjun came over with a bamboo hat and wanted to send Ye Jingtang back to the building to check his injuries. Ye Jingtang had just been hit by a claw. Although his defense was not broken, Chen Ming's strength was not small. It was equivalent to a hit on the chest through soft armor. It is estimated that there were a few more bruises on the chest.

But Ye Jingtang had no intention of leaving. He glanced at the silent disciples in Honghua Tower and found Song Changqing watching on the top of the building:

"I'm fine. The elders will continue the meeting. Because of my personal affairs, the discussion with Brother Song was interrupted. Please forgive me, elders. Brother Song, let's continue the discussion."

As he spoke, he picked up the spear and walked towards the round building, preparing for a bloody battle with Song Changqing.

? !

All the hall masters of Honghua Tower, including Pei Xiangjun, staggered when they heard this.

Continue to discuss?

Is this what you said in human language? !

You just killed people without blinking an eye, you broke them into pieces, there was not a whole body on the ground, the attack was as heavy as it was, who dares to compete with you? !

Judging from the momentum of the attack, he definitely has the background of a grandmaster. Let Song Changqing, who is barely a first-class person, come up to challenge him. Do you want to teach your son a lesson in public?

Song Changqing, who was standing at the back of the crowd, originally had shocked eyes. After hearing these words, his expression turned stiff and awkward, and he looked at his biological father:

"Well……"

Song Chi also didn't expect Ye Jingtang to say something like this. He wanted to say, "Nephew Ye Xian is injured. Let's talk about this after he gets hurt." But this was really shameless and he didn't know how to say it for a moment.

Fortunately, Chen Yuanqing, the third master, helped to solve the problem:

"What's the point of fighting? Nephew Ye Xian has enough potential to be the young master. If Brother Song has any objections, I'll talk to him without bothering the host."

The hall master, incense master, and even countless disciples present all nodded like birds, without any objection to this statement:

"Yes, Chang Qing is powerful, but he is also powerful in a normal way. Nephew Ye Xian is completely... um..."

"The posture of Bagui."

"Yes, the posture of Bagui!"

"Young Master Ye, at his age and with such martial arts skills, there is no one else in the world. If he is not the young master, will Honghua House still be worthy of this status?"

"Yes, our Honghua Building has not had such a good seedling in thirty years..."

"Oh, Yuan Ming was really not so powerful back then. I guess the old poster only had this momentum when he was young..."

…

The heroes in Honghua Tower were talking a lot.

When Song Chi heard the words of the incense masters of each hall, his expression gradually changed from complicated to helpless.

Song Chi really wants to be the boss, after all, Pei Xiangjun cannot afford the facade of Honghua Tower. Now that Qinglong Hall has a successor, his potential is much greater than that of his fifty-year-old uncle. All the hall leaders and Xiang Master have recognized it. He can't find fault with him, so what else can he say?

Song Chi smiled relieved after thinking about it:

"Nephew Ye Xian's talent is unprecedented. I'm afraid he is already a true master. Not only as a young master, but also as a building owner, we have no problem with him."

Pei Xiangjun shook his head and said: "Jingtang has just entered the world, and he doesn't even recognize the forces in the world. I can be a young master to support the facade, but I can't do it as a poster."

Ye Jingtang was self-aware and said with a smile: "The gun was held down just now, so I have already lost. I can backhand purely by relying on my natural power. I guess I have the background of a grandmaster, but without the martial arts attainments of a grandmaster, I can't be called a grandmaster." .”

Song Chi and others stopped talking and bowed their hands to Mr. Pei Xiang:

"Master, let's take Nephew Ye Xian to check on the injury. There used to be a lot of trouble in the building, but now it seems like it's not too much trouble. I can just deal with it myself."

The internal and external troubles of Honghua House can be summed up in one point - lack of strength and worrying future.

The Night Terror Hall is a reassurance. The hall masters have confidence in their hearts, and naturally there are no messy objections.

It was probably the first time since Pei Xiangjun came to power that everything went so smoothly. He didn't say much at the moment and left with his baby bump in his arms satisfied...